The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

After staying in the city for two days, I originally wanted to wait for the heavy snow to stop for a while before continuing on my journey, but the heavy snow seemed to have no intention of stopping.

Instead, it got bigger and bigger.

Today, the goose feather snowflakes are falling one after another, seeming to completely bury this small town.

Zhao Chen went downstairs and came to the lobby on the first floor of the restaurant, where there were some guests drinking wine and warming up by the stove.

Sir, why are you down here today? If you need anything, just tell me and I'll have someone send it up. When the shopkeeper saw Zhao Chen coming, he hurriedly greeted him with a smile.

The shopkeeper also knew that the young man in front of him was a big customer, otherwise he wouldn't have booked half of the second floor of the restaurant when he stayed in the hotel.

Such guests must be well served.

It's okay, it's quite lively here. Bring me a pot of wine and two plates of mutton. Zhao Chen waved his hand and found a seat by the window to sit down.

The shopkeeper was dissatisfied with the speed of serving the food. As soon as Zhao Chen sat down, the food and wine were already served. ??

Young master, please take it easy. If you need anything, just ask.

Then I won't disturb your enjoyment. After the shopkeeper said this, he bowed his hands to Zhao Chen and left.

Zhao Chen sat on the stool and looked at the street outside the window.

The streets were covered with snow and it was completely white. Almost no people in the city would go out at this time.

But just when Zhao Chen was about to pick up the wine glass and drink, two figures wearing bamboo hats and raincoats suddenly appeared in the distance.

They walked slowly on the street, looking left and right, presumably looking for a restaurant that was still open.

It's just that the road is blocked due to heavy snow, and this restaurant is the only one open on the street.

Soon, the two discovered this restaurant that was still in business.

Pushing open the half-opened door, I heard someone say in unskilled Mandarin: Shopkeeper, give us some wine.

There were very few people going out at this time, so the arrival of the two people naturally attracted the attention of several diners.

But the two of them did not put down their bamboo hats and took off their raincoats. When the shopkeeper brought the wine and meat, they stuffed it into their mouths desperately.

A living starving ghost reincarnated.

Although everyone found it strange, they didn't take it to heart.

This place is located in northern Xinjiang. When there is no war, there are many businessmen from other places, with all shapes and accents.

It seemed that he had eaten and drank enough. One of them wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and waved to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper stepped forward and said, What orders do you have, sir?

ask you a question.

This is the only way to go from Lizhou to Shacheng, right?

Yes, you must pass through this place from Lizhou to Shacheng. There is no other way. The shopkeeper nodded.

Have you ever seen a young man stay here with dozens of people recently?

By the way, that young man also brought a beautiful woman. The man with the hat asked again.

Hearing this, the shopkeeper subconsciously glanced in the direction of Zhao Chen, and then shook his head: I haven't seen him before. He may have gone to another restaurant to rest, or he may have left.

Impossible, we came all the way from Shacheng and didn't see anyone at all. Another person denied.

The shopkeeper felt that Zhao Chen was somewhat similar to what these two people described, but he did not see Zhao Chen with dozens of people around him.

On the contrary, only Zhao Chen and Wu Xu stayed in their own restaurant.

I don't know about that. The shopkeeper shook his head and then left.

Zhao Chen looked at the two men in bamboo hats with their backs to him.

These two people are not from the Tang Dynasty. From their accents, you can still hear some Japanese accents.

The appearance of Japanese people here really surprised Zhao Chen.

Asshole, we didn't find Zhao Chen's team along the way. Did he just disappear out of thin air? One of the men in bamboo hats said in Japanese.

The Lord asked us to find out Zhao Chen's location and prepare to assassinate him on the way. Now that we have checked here, there is no trace of him. What should we do now?

What else can we do? This is the only way to Shacheng. Just wait here. Unless Zhao Chen doesn't go to Shacheng, we will definitely find him.

The two of them were whispering to each other in their positions, completely unaware that Zhao Chen was standing behind them.

You two don't seem to be from the Tang Dynasty. Zhao Chen said with a smile. ??

None of your business, get out. A man in a bamboo hat was startled. If he hadn't been ordered not to cause trouble before he was intercepted and killed, they would have killed this reckless kid now.

I happened to be coming from Lizhou, and I saw the group of people you mentioned on the road...

Have you seen them?

Where are they now?

Zhao Chen's words immediately made the two of them interested.

I've seen it before, but... Zhao Chen pretended to be hesitant and gently rubbed the fingers of his right hand in front of the two of them.

Apparently, he wanted the two of them to give him money before he told them the news.

asshole……

Brother, we can't completely believe that your news is true.

Yes, but don’t worry, if we really find that pair, you will definitely not be short of money. The other person grabbed his companion who was about to run away.

You are not from the Tang Dynasty. If you run away by then, where can I find you?

If you don't want to pay, then just pretend I've never been here. Zhao Chen looked disappointed and turned to leave.

But he was stopped by a man in a bamboo hat: Brother, don't be angry. I'll give you a sling of money first, and you tell me the news. When we find the person, we'll give you another sling of money. What do you think?

After saying that, he took out a bunch of money from his bag and handed it to Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen took it, weighed it gently in his hand, and then said: When I entered the city the day before yesterday, I happened to see them entering the city in front, a man and a woman, and dozens of others protecting them.

If you haven't met them on the road, they should still be in the city. You can squat at the city gate. When the snow stops, you will definitely see them.

After Zhao Chen said that, he turned around and left with a smile.

Look, as expected, Zhao Chen and the others are still in the city.

But this city is not small. Do we really have to wait at the city gate?

Such heavy snow and such cold weather.

Then what's the solution? If we can't get accurate information to the large army, how can we intercept and kill Zhao Chen.

I hate that bastard Zhao Chen. He killed so many of us rogues. The port disruption plan completely failed. The Lord is very angry.

Well, that's not what we should worry about.

After we find out the news about Zhao Chen, don't let this kid go.

Of course, if he dares to rip us off, he will reap the rewards.

The two of them spoke and looked at Zhao Chen, who was sitting by the window drinking.